Why a blog?

Who am I to think that my thoughts are worthy to be published on the web? As though I have anything important to say. I don't know. Maybe I just need an outlet for all of my thoughts. As someone who doesn't get to personal, who has a hard time sharing her inner thoughts with other people, this is a great, semi-anonymous way of getting things out.

No apologies here. No weighing the reactions of others first. Because initially (at least until this journal pops up in some search...) this is just between me and the screen. I can delete it all by clicking a button, hide, edit, do whatever. But until then, it's just my personal thoughts. An outlet for someone who doesn't get many chances to just vent or muse without worrying how someone will react.

THAT Family

You know, the one you marry into. How many mother-in-law jokes there? There must be a reason for all that. After almost ten years of marriage and moving thousands of miles away mainly to get away from the in-laws, I still don't know what the answers are.

Is it just because you're used to your family's way of doing things? Is it because they're used to theirs? I don't know, but it can sure make for some tense situations. And even more so if either family is even slightly disfunctional.

My father-in-law drinks. He called one night shortly after we were married, drunk as all get out and proceeds to tell my husband what a lousy son he is. He's so loud I can hear him and I'm just sitting next to my husband in bed. Horrified, I say "Well, you should tell him that's he hasn't been much of a father either." FIL hears that and starts in on hubby "Slap your bitch and tell her to shut up." Of course hubby refuses to follow FIL's advice and hangs up. FIL calls back, I answer, refuse to put hubby on the phone and hang up. FIL calls back and tells me I do not hang up on him (what- who was paying the bills at that time? ME) CLICK. what followed was some serious ranting into our answering machine and a few garden variety threats thrown in.

Now. What in this man's life made him think he could verbally abuse ANYONE, much less his only child? My father drank too. Even at his worst he would never talk to any of us kids the way FIL talked to hubby that night.

So, is it just a difference of upbringing, or does marrying into a family really create these problems? I contemplate this on an island thousands of miles away from my in-laws. I chose to move here mostly to get away from them. And as homesick and as lonely as I am, the mere thought of being near them again holds me from moving back. I'm in no rush to go through the stress they put me through.